Page 18 of Devil

Nova

My body jolts upright in bed as I struggle to catch my breath.

I haven’t had a nightmare in a while. They’ve slowly gone away over this past year, only coming back when I’m really stressed.

Glancing around the room, loneliness surrounds me and my body shudders.

What am I doing?

I have a stone-cold killer in the other room who’s been stalking me and bought me a damn house.

Okay, it doesn’t sound that great when it’s put that way, but it means everything to me.

Fuck this.

Sliding out of bed, I muffle a squeak as my feet land on the very cold, hardwood floor. Quietly, I tip toe across the room, happy when the door is silent as I open it. Slipping from the room, I creep down the hall until I reach his door. I open it slowly and smile when I see the nightlight shining from his bathroom, lighting up the bedroom enough for me to see him.

Closing the door behind me, I approach the bed hesitantly, biting my lip to suppress my nerves. He’s facing me, his expression blank, peacefully sleeping. He looks younger without the stress of life weighing on him. Tattoos cover his chest, and my eyes trace them until they disappear beneath the blanket.

I debate going back to the spare room, not wanting to disturb him. But I need to be close to him.

Fuck it.

Pulling the blanket back gently, I climb into bed as carefully as I can, so I don’t wake him.

As soon as my head hits the pillow, his arm bands around my middle, pulling me into his chest. “I want you whether you live here or not. I’ll take you any way I can have you.” His rough voice is soothing, and his words chase away my anxiety.

I snuggle into him, burying my face in his neck. I feel his warm chest through my thin shirt, but it’s not enough. I want to feel him without barriers. I pull away, lifting my shirt over my head. His body tenses and I wonder if I made another mistake. “I want to feel you on my skin.”

His chest rumbles as his hold tightens around me, running his fingers through my hair. “Tell me.”

“Nightmare.”

He rises up on his elbow, hovering above me. His eyes darken in the dim light, his body trembling with rage, knowing what my nightmares are about. “When I’m finished with you tonight, you’ll only remember howmycock feels inside you.”

“Colt.” I whisper, tears springing to my eyes.

He cups my cheek in his palm, kissing me softly. This is different from the others we’ve shared. His hand travels down my throat, through the valley between my breasts, down my torso. My body lights up as he reaches for my panties. He pulls away, rising to his knees with more grace than what should be possible for a man his size. His gaze never leaves mine as he pulls them down my legs, tossing them across the room.

My heart’s racing as he crawls up my body, trailing kisses along my skin. I’m nervous as if I’m about to lose my virginity.

I am in a way.

This will be the first time I want to give my body to someone. Squeezing my eyes shut, I push those thoughts away. I won’t let anything ruin this moment with my devil.

My Colt.

My eyes snap open and he grins. “That’s my girl.”

His praise makes me feel invincible and sexy. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I reassure him I’m here, in this moment with him. The only place I want to be.

“You’ve always been mine.” He murmurs, our lips crashing together, desperate and hungry.

My hands dive into his dark hair, pulling him impossibly closer. Being here with him is the only thing in my life that has ever felt right. He growls into my mouth, his hand reaching between us, gripping his cock, pressing it against my opening.

This is it.

I gasp as he pushes inside me, his mouth hovering above mine as we’re finally claiming each other. His intense gaze never falters as he sinks deeper and deeper until we’re one being with no beginning and no end.

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